头痛欲裂。

林婉 royalty interrupted her dreamlike state, the throbbing pain in her head making her gasp for breath. When she opened her eyes, the familiar ceiling of her dormitory wasn't there. Instead, she saw rough wooden planks and a row of simple, identical beds in the distance.

"What... where am I?" she mumbled, trying to sit up but immediately regretting it as a wave of dizziness washed over her. Her hands went to her head, touching her bangs. It felt... shorter. And softer?

"Are you awake?" a voice nearby asked.

林婉 turned her head slowly. A young woman with bright, chipmunk-like cheeks was sitting on her bed, her eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and disbelief.

"小雨？" This couldn't be right. The nickname belonged to Lin Wen's best friend, Chen Xiaoxiao, but she should be in a hospital bed, not here.

The girl nodded frantically, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. "It's me, Xiaoxiao! We thought you were dead! The news said the plane crashed, everyone died!"